Disclaimer: I in no way own or have a copyright for any of the characters or prior plots. Characters are owned by J.K. Rowling. I am merely a worker bee, mooching off of the Queen Bee.

Warnings: Spoilers for everything up to Harry Potter and the Order of The Phoenix. Alternate Universe from there. This story contains slash and violence. Read at your own risk.

The Dumbledores

"speaking"

'thinking'

telepathy

Chapter One: Gabriel Doyle

Lost Souls Orphanage

When Gabriel Doyle sensed a powerful aura on the outer edge, of his protective wards, he immediately rushed into action to protect the three younger orphans. He probed his defenses, and found the powerful aura he sensed to be benign in nature, still he remained wary. Common sense told him that only a few wizards could carry this depth of magic; overwhelming magic which very presence filled a room. For some odd reason, he knew this wizard was Albus Dumbledore, he felt connected. Just as he felt the connection, and started to poke at it, the connection was abruptly cut off. Gabriel sensed three other magical auras around Dumbledore; and there was one that was quite bestial in nature.

'This mage is a werewolf; interesting.' Thought Gabriel storing it away for a later time.

The door burst open and the Warden of the orphanage ran for his pistol beneath his dresser.

"STUPEFY!" Shouted a male voice laced with disgust. The Warden flew across the room with a loud sickening crunch.

"Sir, I do believe the force behind your spell was ah… a little much for him do you not think so?". Questioned a gentle voice.

"Vermin like this should be locked up in Azkaban…muggle or not. The abuse of children should be the same charge as murder. If the headmaster hadn't done it, I would have! I still can't believe that such a place has been run for so long." Defended an outraged Tonks.

"Indeed, if Albus hadn't sensed a powerful magic-user in the area we would have never found this place, and these kids would have continued to be abused. We need to get these kids out of here, and to a warm place with lots of food." A rough male voice said.

"Remus please take this man to the of our non-magical holding cells, please." Directed Dumbledore. Remus nodded his head, took out a rose pin and disappeared.

A dark-skinned man reached out to one of the kids only to be blasted by a jet of red light, flying back towards a wall. Dumbledore waved his wand and mumbled an incantation, and the man slowed down significantly, and landed gently against the wall.

"Don't touch any of them, they're under my protection!" Shouted Gabriel shadowed in the darkness.

"Lumos", incanted Albus, and the room was bathed in a bright white light. "Come here child, no one here is trying to harm you." Albus attempted a calming spell, on the children, but it was rejected by a strong ward.

"Stop! Don't attempt to use any kind of magic on these children, I don't want anyone to get hurt! There is a ward of protection on all the kids and it needs to be dissipated before any of you can come closer." Shouted Gabriel.

Gabriel waved his hand in a complex manner and the wards disappeared.

"That was a pretty powerful shield, what's your name child?" Dumbledore questioned the young boy.

"Gabriel Doyle, just Gabe for short, and these are my room mates. Why are you here, sir?", asked Gabe.

"I felt powerful magic being used. I scrolled for the source, and came upon this place, Lost Souls Orphanage. I had some people watch this place for a few days, to see if any dangerous activity was going on. They reported nothing, but a middle-aged man with a tendency to beat his young charges." Answered Dumbledore.

" I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry".

"Why are you here? Mr. Dumbledore, sir." Gabe replied hesitantly, while pushing back his dark red hair from his face. Gabe switched to the Othersight and read Tonks's aura.

"Reading auras is advanced magic, many adult wizards never obtain the ability, a true skill. How old are you?" Dumbledore questioned.

"I'm 15", Gabe replied.

'Hmmm, dementors are on the way.' Thought Dumbledore.

"Tonks wake up Kingsley." Dumbledore said quickly. "Dementors are coming!"

"Ennervate." Cried Tonks but nothing happened. "Dumbledore, Kingsley isn't waking up!" Shouted a near distraught Tonks. "What did the kid do?"

"Just an extremely powerful stunningspell." Dumbledore replied. He waved his wand and Kingsley got up. Dumbledore looked upon Gabriel with increasing respect and admiration.

"Merlin, what a headache!" Complained Kingsley while shooting a venomous glare at Gabe.

"Sorry." Muttered Gabe contritely.

Dumbledore took out a sock from a pocket of his robe, waved his wand and mumbled "portus", and gave it to Tonks. "The portkey will be activated in two minutes, and do make sure that all the children are touching it. Young Gabriel and I will take a different portkey, one directly to my office. Make sure to obliviate all the children. I'll see you then, off you go! Time is of the essence!" Directed Dumbledore.

Dumbledore pulled another sock from his robes, "Portus, come here child and touch the sock, you may feel slightly disoriented for a few seconds but it will pass, I assure you."

Gabe watched to make sure the other kids were safely away from the orphanage, and checking his pocket for his most prized possession; a letter he couldn't yet decipher from his mother. Walking towards Dumbledore he took one final look around before touching the sock. "I assume the looming dark aura hovering above the building are the….dementors?" Questioned Gabe.

"How intuitive of you, my boy. We must leave promptly, their arrival grows near." Responded Dumbledore.

Just as black shapes started to enter the door, simultaneously Gabe felt a chill seep into his bones and a sharp tug from his navel that pulled inward.